This is a song about "Left"

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig

So with your mind left exploded

And girl you damn right

Left her outta the limelight

And i'm left for the corrections,

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Hold my tears i tried my best

'till there's nothin' left.

That was good shit, is there any left

The blacks kill blacks for a crack of respect

Contending factions, left with descending passions.

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Why would i worry? i am forever blessed

I'm still confused about why you left

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Never gotta wonder you're right, i left